After hearing about Elder Song, Seraph felt a bit conflicted. He knew the woman was deeply indebted to him, and he felt a bit apologetic that he had left without informing her.
'Oh well, that's in the past, anyway.'
He sighed, then stood up. "I need to speak with that woman Shenn about you guys. Don't worry, I'll be back in a jiffy."
The three girls nodded, and soon, Seraph was gone.
The room gradually fell into silence after Seraph left.
For a brief moment, no one spoke. The only sound was the faint rustling of clothes as the girls shifted in their seats. None of them dared to meet another's gaze for too long, as though doing so would expose the thoughts they were all desperately trying to hide.
An awkward atmosphere quietly settled over the room.
Dera absentmindedly played with a loose strand of her silver hair, her fingers twisting around it again and again. Beside her, Sera lowered her head, her expression unusually stiff as countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
